The Post.

I rarely get letters and those that do find me are usually appeals for funds or circulars and of course the appeal for votes from candidates for various elected bodies with which I am connected like my clubs and some societies.

So, I was quite intrigued to find this ancient symbol of Indian Posts, a postcard in my mailbox.
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The interesting aspect of this postcard is that it is unaddressed, so someone must have come over to drop it in my mail box. I suspect that it is one of the two postmen who have been delivering mail to our place for the past almost quarter century and who I get to meet only when I get a Registered Mail or a Speed Post but most certainly every Diwali.  I wonder if the Post Office has decided to use this as a marketing gimmick!

I wonder if this has been dropped in every mailbox in our part of the world or whether whoever dropped it has been more selective. I wonder because I decided to accede to the request to watch whatever it was that “Ippadikku” would show me. That word is in Tamil and that was why I was intrigued.

When I went to the site I found that it led me to this Youtube clip.

Now I am more intrigued because the clip shows Pune and some shots of its life, and three characters who speak English, Hindi and Thamizh, the last being my mother tongue just like in my home. The odds that my mailbox was selected for this particular qualification is so low that it must be the greatest coincidence ever!

A nice mystery to be solved and I shall now wear my Sherlock Holmes hat and go looking for Dr. Watson to assist me.

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